Lucia Dancing

I have one more week in Valparaiso, and then I am heading home for good. Its hard to not feel quite melancholy, knowing that this wild, challenging, intense, beautiful experience is coming to an end. I'm am classically nostalgic, feeling extremely sentimental about EVERYTHING relating to an experience when it comes to an end, and I feel that now as well. I also know that it is time to come home. I will write a big reflection in a week when I am heading home, but for now this is how the past month has been. I loved and hated, I spoke more Spanish than ever before, I cooked homemade lasagna and stir-fry in Horcon with people who make me filled with joy. I fell into a lake after paddling across on a makeshift barge. I broke up with a course that was causing me unbearable anxiety. I traveled to see my #1 brother graduate from high school and rushed away to catch my flight having only been home for exactly 24 hours. I traveled alone to Pisco Elqui and spent a lot of time reflecting.

Some improvisation in Santiago and the airport of Panama City. I don't have writing to accompany this, but the dancing still filled me with joy! Found some fun makeshift stages while I was visiting Santiago, Chile, specifically in Cerro Lucia :) Almost died of exhaustion on my 48 hour travel to the US and back to Chile and had to heal my soul a little by dancing at 7 am in Panama.